I Promessi Sposi Novels & Stories

“I’ll be there, I promise.” ##########

You promised me! But the dead can't keep promises.

Mia says her vows. "Do you remember the very first day that we met? I knew the very first moment I saw you. I knew we were meant to be together for all of our days. You have become my lover, my companion, and my best friend. There's no one else I'd want to build a life with. I get to have you by my side, my love, and my wife, for eternity. I promise to love you for who you are and who you are yet to become. I promise to be patient and remember that everything between us is rooted in love. I promise to nurture your dreams and help you reach them. I promise to share my whole heart with you and show you how deeply I care for you, no matter the challenges that may come our way. I promise to love

“I promise to protect you and everyone, everything you care about when harm comes. I’ll make whoever crosses you pay. I failed you once, baby, and I am promising you now that I will never fail you again. I love you more than life itself, and I would love you, Carlo, and our unborn daughter forever and ever.” My heart swelled with so much joy and affection. My eyes spilled out tears that represented those feelings. “I promise you that you will never regret loving me. You've changed me in ways I couldn’t even fathom. You are the best thing that ever happened to me.” He opened the small velvet box, revealing a diamond ring that shone beautifully. Despite the pain that he was in, he forced himse

“Haven’t I promised you already that I will never ask you for divorce nor sign any divorce papers you are going to hand me? We will be married forever Lucrezia. You will be my wife forever and I will never leave you.” Lucrezia pouted at my answer, those words weren’t enough for her. She really wanted me to make that promise to her. “Cara mia, you know how much I honor my words much more my promises. I don’t break my promises ever so I only make them when I know I can fulfill them.

"I was wrong, Rina. I lost my head just now. Does your face hurt?" He smacked his own forehead in frustration. "I'm sure you know Cece's pregnant and needs special attention. Anyone in my place would have been anxious. Don't be jealous. My heart and soul belong to you." I couldn't help but sneer inwardly. His promises felt as cheap and easy as air. "Let's get our marriage certificate next week and hold our wedding the day after," he continued, saying things that made me sick to my stomach. "I'm not a fan of the baby's breath necklace, but if you like it, you can wear it. Also, you said you wanted to go to Finholm for our honeymoon. I've already planned half of the trip!"

After that, I finally allowed myself to relax. But on the seventh anniversary of our marriage, I received an email from an unknown sender. Inside was a medical report—Carmilla's, showing she was two months pregnant. Beneath it was a single line of text: [Alessia, Mario gave you his love, but he gave me his child. Scrolling further, I found a photo—Mario and Carmilla tangled together on a bed, lost in passion. It felt like plunging into an icy abyss. I waited for him in the living room all night, but Mario never came home.

The depth of her love was in every brush of their lips, a promise of togetherness and an affirmation of their bond. "Promise me that you will love me like this forever ?",Stella questioned ,breaking the kiss. "I promise my love. I'll be with you whenever you will fall ,I will be beside you to give my hands to you but only after laughing at you.",Damian promised, teasing her which made Stella laugh at his reply.

he said, his voice steady and clear, his dark eyes locked onto mine, never wavering, “take you, Selene, to be my wife. I promise to love you, to honor you, to protect you, in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health. I promise to be your partner, your equal, your best friend. I promise to build with you a life filled with light, with laughter, with peace. Whatever comes, I will face it beside you. All the days of my life, I am yours.” Tears streamed down my face as I spoke my own vows, my voice thick with emotion but sure. “I, Selene, take you, Lorenzo, to be my husband. I promise to love you, to honor you, to stand beside you in every storm and every joy. I promise to see you—the ma

"I want you inside me. Now." He takes one last stroke, one last swipe with his tongue before moving up and flopping onto his back. "Straddle me." Rising up, I roll over until my legs are on either side of his hips. He plows his hands into my hair, holding me still. "Tell me you love me," he orders. "I love you." "I love you too, and the thought of losing you terrifies me. I understand now why my father went mad." "You will not lose me." I say the words with conviction, even though I know it is a promise I shouldn't make. No one knows what the future will bring, but I have to believe that for us, it holds years of being together, years of knowing each other's love.